To My Dear Mr. Huo

The stairwell was very quiet, and no one was passing by outside at this time.

Su Peizhen's words undoubtedly stabbed Ling Jing's chest like a needle. It's so uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

No. Ling Jing shook her head, her expression full of bitterness: I, I am serious this time. You believe me.

Not a game, not a show, not a toy.

It was he who understood his sincerity and how he had been so wrong all along. He just wanted her.

Serious? You don't know how much Mr. Ling's seriousness is worth? Let me tell you, although I am not short of money. But I am really curious, how much more is a reform-through-labor prisoner like me worth in the eyes of Mr. Ling? This time, How much money does Master Ling plan to use to support me?

Words can sometimes turn into sharp edges. Every word Su Peizhen said now was like a knife stabbing Ling Jing's heart again and again.

He suddenly discovered that he, who had always thought he was so powerful that he could do anything and had no fear, was sometimes afraid and did not dare to face it.

Don't say such things. I feel bad. Peizhen, I don't want to support you this time, and I don't want to play with you. I really just want to start over with you.

He spoke slowly, very slowly. Every word he said made him feel painful.

Really? Su Peizhen sneered, obviously not believing it.

Ling Jing was anxious, very anxious, and he held her shoulders with both hands. Even if he couldn't see clearly, he wanted her to see the sincerity and seriousness in his eyes.

Pei Zhen, it was all my fault before. I misunderstood you. I'm sorry. I just, I just -

So proud. He was so proud that he couldn't tolerate the woman he liked even having the slightest dislike for him. Too proud to give her a chance to explain so he could pretend he was the winner.

But in fact, he lost completely.

Wrong? Su Peizhen felt his stiff body and pushed him away with force: You are Master Ling, the young master of the Ling family. How could you be wrong? It was me who was wrong. I was blind and could not see Taishan. I treat you, the dignified Young Master Ling, as a pretty boy. It’s because I don’t know what’s good or bad, I didn’t discover your identity in time, and I didn’t respect you. It’s all my fault. What can you do wrong? You’re not wrong at all.”

Stop talking. Stop talking. Ling Jing raised her voice uncontrollably: I beg you, please stop talking.

Silent, Su Peizhen said nothing more. The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Su Peizhen felt her uncontrollable heartbeat, and she took a step to the side. Standing in front of the stairwell door, she put her hand on the doorknob.

Turning around, she didn't intend to look at Ling Jing, and raised her head half way. The scenes and fragments of the past interactions seemed to reappear in her mind at this time.

There was a stabbing pain in her heart, and she suppressed the pain with an expressionless face.

Pulling the door open, her voice was calm: Since Mr. Ling doesn't want to hear it, I won't say anything. Anyway, I'm just a labor reform prisoner. I won't be here to hinder Mr. Ling's eyes. What do you want to do, Mr. Ling? . It’s better to find someone else. I can’t afford it.”

The door opened and closed, and her body disappeared outside. The bright light shone on her face, and she squinted her eyes slightly, raised her hand to block the light, and at the same time suppressed the soreness in her eyes.

Then he walked firmly in the direction of the elevator without looking back.

There was light in the stairwell the moment the door opened. Ling Jing could see Su Peizhen walking out expressionlessly. He stood in the shadows and felt that the moment the light disappeared, his whole body fell into darkness.

My heart sank.

………………

Su Peizhen entered the elevator, her feet feeling a little weak. She sighed and found that she was still somewhat influenced by Ling Jing. But she tried hard to reduce such impact.

After not seeing each other for nearly half a year, she really didn't expect that Ling Jing would give her such a big gift when he came.

Regret it? restart?

hehe. He thinks that life is like a mobile phone. When it gets stuck, turn it off and restart it? What's the matter?

What's more, she didn't believe Ling Jing's words at all.

Maybe it was just a whim, or maybe he felt that he had lost face with Su Qingsang.

After adjusting his breathing, Su Peizhen smiled and put those thoughts behind him.

Some things are past and should be blown away by the wind and disappear forever.

…………

What Su Peizhen didn't expect was that what she thought had been blown away by the wind had not passed.

When she went downstairs to go to work the next day, she saw Ling Jing again?

She parked her car at the company yesterday. It was not far from the company. She planned to walk to the company. When you exercise, you feel better.

Suddenly seeing Ling Jing in front of her, she paused for a moment, but only for a moment, and soon continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

She walked neither fast nor slow, not wanting Ling Jing to think that his presence could affect her mood.

It’s very cold in Rongcheng in December. It hasn't snowed yet this year, but the wind has made people feel cold.

Su Peizhen wore a light down jacket and a pair of Martin boots. It looks very casual, not like going to work, but like going out on the street.

She was afraid of the cold, so she kept two sets of professional attire in the office and changed into them when she went out. He tightened his down jacket and passed Ling Jing directly.

Ling Jing stood in front of her. If Su Pei had seen clearly last night, he would have found that Ling Jing was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

He sat in the car all night and smoked all night.

Now the smell of alcohol has dissipated, and my whole body is filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. The smell made Su Peizhen frown and take a step back without thinking.

During the day, there is plenty of light. All expressions are exposed to the sun.

Is something wrong?

Coldness, alienation, indifference. Just like when we first met.

No, it made him even more uncomfortable than when they first met. At least when they first met, she and he hadn't reached this stage yet.

Pei Zhen, I, I will take you to work.

Ling Jing's words made Su Peizhen raise her eyebrows. Seeing the anxiety in Ling Jing's eyes, she suddenly smiled.

Master Ling, you want to take me to work? Thanks, I can't bear it.

Pei Zhen, don't talk like this. I feel really uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable? Su Peizhen looked at the pain in the other person's eyes, and the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper: Young Master Ling, I admit that your acting skills are good, your acting skills are really good. You are so good that you can fool me around. I'm so grateful. You, it’s wrong for a young man like you to put so much effort into me, pretending to be poor, pretending to be a gangster, and pretending to be pitiful. The acting is just like the real thing. Thinking about it this way, I really didn’t suffer.

No, I-

You acted so affectionately before, so affectionate that I have no doubt about it. But Young Master Ling, this play is just a play, and it will come to an end. You have acted enough and played enough. If you can show your noble hand, let me go. Is it one size?”

No, it's really not. This time it's not acting, I'm serious.

Maybe it was acting at the beginning, but while acting, he also became involved in the drama, and unknowingly he was involved in it.

Su Peizhen, I'm serious. I really want to start over with you.

Do you really want to start over with me? Or do you think you haven't had enough fun with me as a prisoner of labor?

Don't say those three words again. Please.

He couldn't listen to these three words, and he felt distressed when he heard them.

What three words? Reform-through-labor prisoner? Su Peizhen spread his hands, looking indifferent: Did I say something wrong? That's the truth. I was originally a reform-through-labor prisoner. This is what Mr. Ling said. I'm just repeating it. It’s just your words.”

Su Peizhen, it's all my fault, everything is my fault.

Ling Jing stepped forward and took her hand. He closed his eyes. He really couldn't stand Su Peizhen's attitude.

I didn't mean it. I was just too angry at the time.

You know. That Huo Yifan, he sent me some photos. I, I was so angry when I saw it. I thought those photos were real. What's more, you guys had it better before. I believed it.

Su Peizhen stood there, listening to him continue with a cold face. Her expression was indifferent and she seemed unfazed.

Ling Jing really regretted it. He thought of Su Peizhen saying that he had no brains yesterday.

It's not that he has no brains, he just had anger and rage that took over his mind at that moment, coupled with the embarrassment of her discovering his identity.

He didn't know how to explain his identity, but he received such a photo again. The two things were mixed together, so he temporarily lost his mind.

I was wrong, I regret it, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have given you a chance to explain, I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions without asking anything. I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

The winter sun slowly rose and shone on my body, but there was no warmth at all.

Her fingertips were slightly cold, and Ling Jing held her hand tightly, as if this could give him a little warmth.

Finished?

Su Peizhen knew some things yesterday.

Indeed, the person who posted the photo was Huo Yifan and had nothing to do with Ling Jing. Seeing those photos made Ling Jing angry and angry. In the end, it was not Huo Yifan who said hurtful words.

But so what?

Su Peizhen took a step forward and did not withdraw her hand in a hurry. She just looked at Ling Jing intently.

You said you saw Huo Yifan's photo and that's why you got angry?

yes--

But what happened before that? Su Peizhen's voice was cold and his expression even colder: Before that, who was your identity?

...

Ling Jing. Isn't it? Before that, you were already the young master of the Ling family. Wasn't it?

I, I was—

You were injured at the time, and I took you back. Then by mistake, I mistook you for a gangster, a pretty boy, and I said I would take care of you. You can be angry, you can leave, or you can refuse. Right?

...Yes. Ling Jing couldn't argue. It was indeed the case. He could refuse or leave.

You didn't refuse, you even agreed. On the surface, you signed an agreement with me, saying that I would support you for half a year. In fact, at that time, you felt uncomfortable and unwilling. Right?

You had a chance to explain the situation. As long as you told me your identity, I promised to give up the idea, but you didn't. Not only did you not, you also followed my wishes and acted with me.

You played a pretty boy and a little bastard superbly. In the end, you convinced me that you are a little bastard with nothing, and you relied on me to support you as a pretty boy. Right?

Then what? Your anger has not gone away. Your unwillingness is still there. You just hid it. You decided to go around and hide your identity and stay with me. At that time, you should have started planning, right?

A series of rhetorical questions made Ling Jing's voice get stuck in her throat. He couldn't say many words, so he could only look at her blankly: Pei Zhen, I -

Let me finish. In fact, at that time, you started thinking about taking revenge on me. Didn't you?

Ling Jing could not argue. What Su Peizhen said is true.

I noticed a slight difference in my heart towards you, and Lin Feixing appeared and he was pursuing me. My mother wanted me to get married, so I decided to terminate our relationship. At this time, I completely angered you. You On the surface, you agree. In fact, you are thinking about how to lure me into taking the bait and make me fall in love with you. In the end, you can declare victory in front of me so that you can dump me?

Pei Zhen, I didn't. I only thought that way at the beginning, and then——

Later, you appeared in front of me. Not only did you act rogue and pretend to be pitiful, you also deliberately injured yourself. You even bought that bungalow just to make me believe that everything was just a game. And you were the one who set up The person in the game. I am the person who was designed by you to be in the game.

No, that's not entirely true. I was just - I was so angry.

You were just unwilling, you were just angry. You just wanted my surrender. And you got it later. I believed in you, I chose you, you succeeded and won.

And after you win, you feel tired of this game and want to end it. So after receiving those photos, you, Young Master Ling, just had an excuse and a reason. Those photos successfully made you determined to get rid of me, and also completed your original idea of ​​revenge on me, didn't they?

A series of words, sharp and direct.

Who is Su Peizhen? She has been practicing in the mall with Su Chenghui since she was a child. She has her own vision and structure.

That's right, Ling Jing said it seriously and that there was a misunderstanding. It sounded like it was just that they didn't trust each other enough.

But what about the reality?

Ling Jing, from the beginning to the end, your treatment of me, whether sincere or false, was all based on deception. An encounter that started with deception, an encounter that was determined to be revenge from the very beginning. Keynote feelings. Does it have anything to do with misunderstanding or not?

Her aura was too fierce, her words were too sharp and direct, and everything she said was on point.

Ling Jing was speechless. After standing there for a long time, I couldn't think of anything to refute.

I--

Su Peizhen finally pulled his hand back at this time. Seeing some green residue emerging from Ling Jing's jaw, she took a step back.

Ling Jing, you have played and retaliated. No matter you say it was a misunderstanding or something else. In short, your goal has been achieved. Then it is what you said, and the game can be over. After all. I can’t afford to play your game, and I don’t want to play it.”

Four thousand words. This is an update for November 5th. Someone asked me when I update it every day. kindness. I'll try to update it in the morning. Continue tomorrow. Love you. I will work hard to write new articles during the day today. So let’s watch the extra episode tomorrow.

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